Monday, July 17, 2006

Is it a Shock?

We friends decided to camp on weekend. We chose a country place to enjoy our 3 days. We all agreed quickly 'n' soon we 10 friends were racin' our 3 cars. I was tellin' my friends about what I experianced the last time I visited this place.....

"I 've visited this place with my family when I was 12, but my first visit to this place gave me somethin' that I haven't experianced anywhere else in the world. I can't forget that Monk I met there, I still can see his face, I still can see his eyes lookin' at me 'n' his smile. God!!!

I was there with my family 'n my family members were eatin', talkin', playin' cards 'n' doin' stuff. I decided to take a little walk with my 2 cousins. My aunt asked me not to go too far 'n' stay close. I was a spoiled kid till that time, those were the days when I was feelin' a change in me, when I was changin' into a different person, a mature, alittle serious 'n' a bit Spiritual. But still I had those spoiled proudy views in me at that time.

Me 'n' my cousins saw a Monk 'n' we decided to 've some fun. We started teasin' him, we started callin' him names 'n' we tried to show him that we 're rich 'n' stuff like that. I got bold 'n' I startd teasin' him more 'n' more. We started pushin' him physically. My 16 years old cousin pushed him hard 'n' Monk fell down. My cousins suggested to throw stones at him. They did so, though I didn't take part in this act but I was enjoyin' teasin him.

Few local people were walkin' by 'n' they stopped us, my cousins ran to the family but I stayed there. I was lookin' at the Monk's face, he had blood lines runnin' down his face BUT he was smilin'. He was lookin' at me 'n' his eyes 've no anger or pain in them. He got up from the ground, though he had a smile on his face but I got scared.

He asked me no question 'n' tried to walk away with blood 'n' smile on his face. I don't know why but I told him that it was misunderstandin' 'n' that we thought it was somebody else. He smiled again 'n' said "I'm sorry, I apologize for misunderstandin". I couldn't believe my ears nor the eyes. Can you believe it? Isn't it a shock?

I mean we beated him, called him names, tore his shirt, did everything that could easily make him angry, it should be us apologizin' him but I lie to him about misunderstandin' BUT it was him who was apologizin'. He walked away with a smile on his face. I don't know why but I cried, I don't know why but I felt like God is lookin' at me 'n' He didn't like what happened.. I went to him 'n' asked him to forgive me, he kept walkin' 'n' said that he forgives me......."

I was tellin' this to other 3 friends in the car, they were listenin' to me like a kid listens to a bed time story. We were very close to our destination when one of the car had some trouble 'n' we all had to stop. My friend took his sisters car 'n' forgot to check it before leavin' the city. We looked around 'n' there were only 2 country houses near there 'n' a water well. We were tryin' to fix the trouble when an old lady came out of a house 'n' asked that if we need any help. We had bottle water to drink but we needed water for the car. She pointed her finger to the well.

we walked to the well 'n' noticed a grave at alittle distance. The water tank out of the well was filled 'n' there was written "Please fill the tank after usin' the water, for those who 'll need water later". We used some water 'n' filled the tank again. The old lady was still standin' there lookin' at us. I asked her about the written thing 'n' she told us that a Monk made this well up 'n' he did this written thing for the people who pass by the road 'n' need water at times. She also told that it's Monk's grave near there.

I asked her for the looks of Monk 'n' it was same who met me when I was 12. I walked to the grave 'n' smiled at the grave 'n' Prayed for him. Many of my friends ask me this question alot that why I smile all the time. Many of my blogger brothers 'n' sisters ask me that why I always write "Smiles" n "God bless". I hope you can find the answer now. It was that Monk who taught me to smile all the time 'n' Pray for others all the time 'n' forgive others everytime.

*Smiles*
God bless all.....

7 Comments:

At July 17, 2006, Blogger fairygirl701 said...

wow, that was a powerful story....we all do stupid things as kids. You have grown so much, I know the monk would be proud now.

 
At July 19, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey Gab great story in reminds me of the scriptures about turning the other cheek. I see why you turn to the catholic church man

Tammy

 
At July 19, 2006, Blogger Mr. Khurram said...

WOUNDED DEER _ It is powerful indeed, I wish everyone can learn somethin' here.

AYAKO _ I'm glad you learnt somethin' from it.

PAKI EXOTIC DANCER _ You 're always welcome. You need help in anything, you can ask me anytime.

ANOONY (TAMMY) _ I told you Dear! that I don't believe in Religious differances. Everyone is welcome here, no matter Catholic or Evanglical, Muslim or Jewish, Baptist or Methodist. Thankyou for your comments.

God bless all of you......

 
At July 20, 2006, Blogger Sam!! said...

Whatever the experience is, main thing is the learning and i m glad that u didnt get scared but learned such a lovely lesson from all this. You are for sure a strong, blessed human being.

Thnx alot for sharing ur experience and lesson with all of us. InshaAllah i'll do the same from now onwards:)

Hope u doing fine.

Takecare.

 
At July 20, 2006, Blogger Crashdummie said...

Wow, what an amazing feeling of enlightenment.Wow, what an amazing feeling of enlightenment. I’m glad that you had this experience, but mostly of the fact that you actually learned something that day and you have adapted it to your every day life…

And remember, keep on smiling – it makes ppl wonder what you are thinking abt ;)

 
At July 20, 2006, Blogger Mia said...

Turn the other cheek was obviously his motto. It's a beautiful story the way the cowardly act of bullying managed to teach you a lesson.

 
At July 20, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dear cousin, I was alittle younger but I was there. remember?

 

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